Destroying the edge, taking revenge
The rage is clouding your sense
All is intense in this crazy dance
Thrash flowing through your veins
Gravity of a black hole crushing your soul
Disturbed angry patrol
Thrashing the scene while blasting my words
Drums are like spears, guitars are like stones

With this song…
Fury comes…
Take it come on…
Head is cracking and your mind is boiling…
Thoughts are gone and you are now destroying…
Will come true?
Will come true?
Will come true the annihilation you’ll do?

The entire legion’s on the ground
Hearing the last thrashing sound
Blood in your face
Death in your corpse

Is not a disease that brings you the pain
This is the war which kills you again

4 – Evilution

The Kings and ancient leaders
Torture with swords and spears
Gods and priests appear
All of them with the word of fear

Money, the power within to control everything
Dark frenetic terrors unleashing all your pains
They traded with corruption exploiting for the profits
Ruthless sorrow they’ve created enslaving for the gains

Twelve o’clock and the life is gone!
Crawling corpses begin to run
Resting all outside the hell
Resurrection called by a spell
Voodoo steals your “Ti Bon Ange”
Bokor knows your life will end
One, two, three you are enslaved
Without soul or without flesh

Burn! Your soul will burn!
A place with no return
Three times called your name
You know you are a slave
Coming from the grave
Today’s menu is brains
Can’t pray for the end. You can’t run now

Steal this soul now
Shock of lightning!

Terror and sorcerer’s vengeance
Are the causes of the zombie existence
Read the book on the ancient corpse
And you’ll see a new zombie born

Burn! Your soul will burn!
A place with no return
Three times called your name
You know you are a slave
Coming from the grave
Today’s menu is brains
Can’t pray for the end. You can’t run now